See, now that we’re doing just about all of our reading electronically, the bookshelf has become less of a necessary storage unit and more of a place to collect one’s ideals—if possible, bound in leather—and tokens of worldliness. It’s a handsome way to display, as proudly or discreetly, the things you’ve deemed important enough to hold on to over the years—whether it’s a first edition, a particularly meaningful award or a vintage snow globe. Or in Ms. Goldberg’s case: at least one Emmy, Grammy, Oscar and Tony rest on these tucked-away shelves. (We hear Marvin Hamlisch has his EGOT bookshelf displayed less discreetly.)